The Picard Maneuver to awwEnglish • 8 months agoIt's just not fair!imagemessage-square92arrow-up11.08Karrow-down114
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minus-squareUriel238 [all pronouns]linkfedilinkEnglish8•8 months agoOh, if you’re particular to the white ones, it’s the -40° that’ll kill you. Not the bear.
minus-square@[email protected]linkfedilinkEnglish10•8 months agoYeah… the -40° and the opened abdomen
minus-square@[email protected]linkfedilinkEnglish2•8 months agoI got another one: The -40° acute angle of your neck
minus-square@AnticorplinkEnglish1•8 months agoThey’ll both kill ya, it’s just that the cold is more likely to get to you first if you’re unprepared. If you’re prepared then the bear will have a nice wrapped meal.
minus-squareUriel238 [all pronouns]linkfedilinkEnglish2•8 months agoAs the bodies on Mount Everest shows us, it’s easy to not be prepared for the levels of cold it can get in some places on earth such as the poles. Fun trivia: In To Build A Fire which takes place in the Yukon, Jack London notes that it’s -70° This is to say, the secret ending is that the dog didn’t make it (or did only by a miracle of probability).
minus-square@AnticorplinkEnglish2•8 months agoMy favorite poem ever about the cold is The Cremation Of Sam McGee.
Oh, if you’re particular to the white ones, it’s the -40° that’ll kill you. Not the bear.
Yeah… the -40° and the opened abdomen
celsius or fahrenheit?
Yes
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I got another one:
The -40° acute angle of your neck
They’ll both kill ya, it’s just that the cold is more likely to get to you first if you’re unprepared. If you’re prepared then the bear will have a nice wrapped meal.
As the bodies on Mount Everest shows us, it’s easy to not be prepared for the levels of cold it can get in some places on earth such as the poles.
Fun trivia: In To Build A Fire which takes place in the Yukon, Jack London notes that it’s -70°
This is to say, the secret ending is that the dog didn’t make it (or did only by a miracle of probability).
My favorite poem ever about the cold is The Cremation Of Sam McGee.